The ingredients have arrived.
Kitchen.
Sun did his best to stop Gu Miaomiao from picking up the kitchen knife.
"Children can't use knives."
Tuanzi didn't listen, "But Miaomiao is a Food God now, not a child."
Sun changed his tune, "The kitchen knife is too heavy, it'll tire you out."
Tuanzi showed her little fists.
"But, Miaomiao can lift Sun up easily."
Sun: "..."
Xu stepped in.
"I can cook too, how about I handle the ingredients, and you just focus on cooking, okay?"
The young girl persuaded patiently, "Didn't you say you also wanted to make some desserts? While I handle the ingredients, you can make desserts, so time won't be wasted."
Tuanzi pondered.
A few seconds later, she nodded, "That's a good idea."
She quickly stated her requirements, then grabbed a stool, stood on it, and prepared to make desserts.
Xu Min skillfully handled the ingredients while Sun couldn't help but peek at Tuanzi making desserts.
